Chapter Three Dragon

  Rumble!

  Before Xiao Yi could take a few steps, the ground began to shake violently. In the hazy white mist, the blood-stained giant spear hummed, and the broken iron shield clanged. A hard-to-describe oppressive feeling emerged, making it difficult for Xiao Yi to breathe, as if a huge boulder had fallen onto his back. He walked with difficulty until he was dozens of meters away.

  Wow!

  A massive sound wave shook the corridor, causing Xiao Yi's ears to buzz and his head to spin. He stumbled and fell, and the sound wave continued for five or six breaths before stopping. When Xiao Yi opened his eyes again, his face was filled with shock. What he had just heard was the voice of a dragon! It was different from the roar of a tiger, and Xiao Yi could tell that it was the unique timbre of a dragon without even needing to think about it.

  Wait! Xiao Yi's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly thought of the strange phenomenon that had just occurred. If time really was reversing, then...

  Tyrannosaurus Rex!

  Xiao Yi took a deep breath, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes before he gritted his teeth and decided to go take a look. He had no interest in reversing time and space or traveling through it. Although life was not as he wished, there were still many things that could hold him back. A fate that couldn't be controlled, even predicted, was not what he wanted.

  Along the original path, when Xiao Yi walked back to the original location of the icy water pool, what he saw was still the blood-stained ground. However, about ten meters in front of him, a layer of pale red light curtain blocked the road, covering a circular area of tens of meters in diameter around the cave entrance. Outside the cave entrance, a massive and majestic shadow made Xiao Yi's breathing stagnate.

  A Tyrannosaurus Rex! The ferocious dinosaur species that was said to have appeared at the end of the Cretaceous period, now stood vividly before him, completely shattering Xiao Yi's last hope. For around the T-Rex, it was no longer the original wetlands, but a vast and desolate ancient forest.

  Ah!

  The loud dragon's roar sounded again, so close that Xiao Yi was dizzy once more, but this time he gritted his teeth and endured it. Thin threads of scarlet blood flowed from the corners of his mouth as he felt a surge of hatred for being transported to such a world, separated from his loved ones without knowing if they would ever meet again. In this savage land where dinosaurs roamed free and the environment was harsh, could he even survive? His chances of survival were slim.

  Death is inevitable, and the last vestige of fear in Xiao Yi's heart had dissipated. In this situation, it was all just a matter of time before he died anyway, so what was there to be afraid of? It was all going to end in an instant.

  At this moment, he carefully observed the majestic dragon outside the pale red light curtain. Strangely enough, although the light curtain was pale red, the world outside seemed unaffected. The dragon was about 15-16 meters tall, with dense, dark blue scales covering its entire body. Its massive head had no horns, and its eyes were a dull gold color. Its enormous hind legs were like two pillars of heaven, each as thick as three men could wrap their arms around. A ten-meter-long, pale blue tail sprouted from the back of the dragon's head, with large, pale golden scales that shone like human heads. At this moment, they were emitting a faint, golden glow.

  Xiao Yi's heart skipped a beat, and the scene before him became somewhat unbelievable. He vaguely saw that the air around the tyrannical dragon was distorting, and with a slight movement of its light golden tail, a fierce gust of wind erupted, sending several people-hugged ancient trees flying, sand and rocks swirling in the ancient forest, and the howling wind pierced his ears incessantly.

  The Tyrant Dragon roared in anger, its voice shaking the clouds and sky. Above, a bright golden sun shone brightly, but neither the sound waves that were almost visible to the naked eye nor the flying ancient trees and sandstones could penetrate the pale red light curtain. Inside the light curtain, more than ten meters away, Xiao Yi was unscathed, his heart's shock beyond description.

  Is this a myth? Such destructive power, it's like the legendary ferocious beast, almost demonic. What kind of world has he arrived in, Xiao Yi's heart sank, and suddenly, a bright and sharp sword hum rose up. This sword hum was clear and majestic, just like the short-lived shockwave sound emitted by the national martial arts practitioners when they practiced their sword skills, but it was continuous, like a shocking wave, and it seemed to be competing with the dragon's roar of the Tyrant Dragon.

  Then, Xiao Yi saw a golden sword light falling from the sky, with a magnificent aura, like a fierce sun in the air, majestic and powerful. This one sword seemed to separate heaven and earth, and the golden sword aura fell towards the Tyrant Dragon's head, cutting it down. A faint ripple appeared in the void, and the pale red light screen also rippled slightly. Xiao Yi's heart sank, and he was pushed back several meters by an invisible force. His heartbeat accelerated, and he had a dreamlike feeling, but even if it were a dream, it couldn't be as real as what was happening before his eyes.

  The golden sword slashed down, and the void gave birth to waves. The tyrant dragon seemed to have sensed the crisis as well, it let out a loud roar towards the sky, its light gold-colored dragon tail swept out like a heavenly pillar, a strong gust of wind howled, the earth cracked open with this one sweep, creating a gorge tens of meters wide that extended for miles without stopping.

  Clang!

  The golden sword and dragon tail collided, emitting a sound of gold and iron clashing. A huge fireball the size of a human head burst forth, as fierce as molten lava, falling to the ground and incinerating the earth and mud.

  Ah!

  The Tyrant Dragon roared, its pale golden dragon tail bursting with golden splendor. The golden sword aura instantly shattered, the dragon's tail sweeping across the sky, a sheet of golden light unfolding like a fan-shaped slash, as if a heavenly blade was cutting through to divide heaven and earth.

  "Worthy of being a Wild Dragon, the Scorching Sun Sword King! Let us join hands and slaughter the dragon!"

  In the sky above, a cyan light seal suddenly appeared, covering several miles like a small mountain. The seal was square in shape and had patterns of mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas on its surface. The light seal was majestic and with just one press, it shattered the flowing light and violently collided with the dragon tail of the Tyrant Dragon.

  Crack!

  The ground cracked, and the ancient forest within a radius of several hundred meters was instantly pulverized, with hundreds of towering trees reduced to dust. The earth sank by several feet, and shockwaves rippled out in all directions. A pale red glow undulated through the air, leaving Xiao Yi stunned and disbelieving his own eyes and ears. What had he just seen? What had he just heard?

  I heard a human voice, I also saw the sword light, like a mountain of light, most importantly, I saw four people slowly descending from the sky.

  Is there anyone from the Mesozoic Era? Xiao Yi muttered to himself, if it were from an even earlier Paleozoic Era, it would be even more absurd, myths aren't this legendary, these four people made Xiao Yi think of a word.

  Immortal!

  What is a celestial being, flying through the sky and earth, moving mountains and filling seas, living forever without aging? The four people who appeared before him were quite in line with Xiao Yi's understanding. Otherwise, Xiao Yi couldn't explain the origin of these four people at all. They descended from the sky, without relying on external objects, stepping on empty space. Among them, one person was even riding a heavenly horse. This heavenly horse had a snowy body, four hooves were fiery red, and flames were burning on its back. Six pairs of snow-white wings fluttered, whistling winds howled, and it was extremely majestic.

  Four people, two middle-aged men, an old man, and even a young boy. The two middle-aged men wore green robes with faint white trim, made of some unknown material that was neither gold nor wood. One stood with his hands behind his back, while the other held a golden sword with sharp edges and a tip that seemed to be swallowing its own aura. At a glance, it was clear that this person had just drawn their sword against the Tyrant Dragon.

  Looking at the young man again, he was wearing a snow-white shirt, with a handsome and elegant appearance, his black hair falling like a waterfall, standing with his hands behind his back, his mouth slightly curved upwards. However, in those dark eyes, a hint of unusual melancholy flashed by. Xiao Yi glanced at him, but didn't really see him clearly, yet the young man seemed to have sensed something, and after a glance, he was taken aback for a moment before quickly recovering.

  His gaze shifted again, and what he valued most was still the old man. A bloody aura could be clearly felt even hundreds of meters away, just like a soldier who had been on the battlefield, charging through the hail of bullets, with the smell of gunpowder on his body, a person who had stained himself with not a little fresh blood. Such a person has a heavy murderous aura. The old man wore a crimson gold armor, with a large black halberd behind him, the blade reflecting cold light. Six pairs of heavenly wings fluttered behind him, and an atmosphere like a mountain range continued to rise, distorting the surrounding air. With just this aura, the old man could rival that Tyrant Dragon.

  What are these four people? What is the Wild Dragon? Xiao Yi had countless questions in his mind, and the Tyrant Dragon in front of him was beyond the normal category. Although it had the appearance of a Violent Dragon, it far exceeded the size of any Tyrant Dragon fossil ever unearthed in the world, and its destructive power was astonishing, almost rivaling that of a small nuclear explosion.

  "The fierce Yang Jian, the Heavenly Axe King, and the Spiritual Blade King, we will all take action together. Although this seven-star desolate dragon has just been born and its cultivation is greatly reduced, its body is still sturdy. If we wait for it to recover, we will have a hard time retreating," said the middle-aged man in green clothes with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the seven-star desolate dragon below. He then continued, "If that seven-star desolate dragon's young dragon can be accelerated to grow with secret methods, it will be of great help to our human tribe's war situation in the northern and western regions of the North Wilderness. Our four major kingdoms joining hands to suppress the Xian tribe's void transportation route, if we can obtain this dragon's power, we must be able to seal it off in one move. We four people can also gain the support of the Human Realm's luck, as long as we condense out the fate stone, then the bottleneck that has been stuck for many years will be resolved soon."

  When the young and middle-aged people said this, especially when they mentioned the last fate stone, the other three people all had a solemn expression, and their eyes quickly became determined.

  "Alright! Let's join hands to slay the dragon, the Seven Star Young Dragon will be shared among our four tribes, and we'll cultivate it together. After the Xian tribe's Void Path is sealed, the human world's fortune will be divided equally among us four." The old man on the Heavenly Horse spoke in a low voice, then suddenly pulled out a large black axe from behind his back, causing the Heavenly Horse to whinny and its wings to flutter, as a fierce and powerful aura burst forth into the sky.

  The sky gradually darkened, the sunlight faded away, and the old man had not yet made a move, but his breath had already changed the weather, the oppressive atmosphere made it difficult for Xiao Yi to breathe behind the light curtain. He still tried to open his eyes wide, took a deep breath, although he didn't understand, but also knew that these four people were going to join forces. As for whether the Tyrant Dragon or the so-called Seven Star Desolate Dragon could withstand it, who knows? Thinking about it now, today's events were truly mysterious and unpredictable, already surpassing his lifetime of strange encounters.